Sucking It Up (Prison Island Extra, Mouse's Army Story) - teaser
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AN: This will be the story of Mouse’s life in the army, starting with when the new commander, a certain captain Reynolds, comes to take over. It will have several chapters, I believe, and it will be updated when possible, without preceding important events from In It For Life so that the timeline doesn’t get fucked up.

It will contain a lot of sex stuff and kinks, especially oral, since that’s Mouse’s specialty, but it won’t be limited to it.

 

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“Sucks being in the army, right?” Mouse dragged a long wet line from the base of the delicious cock in front of him up to the tip.

“Sucks a lot less when you suck me off,” the guy replied and kept his hand on top of Mouse’s head, raking his fingers through his hair. He kept it a lot shorter now that he was in the army, and he appreciated the treatment.

This guy he was sucking off right now was called Jordan and came from some northern state where, apparently, they built their men how they built their cars. Mouse took great delight in devouring the thick veiny lollipop in front of him, and the wicked play of his tongue made Jordan groan in pleasure.

“How it’s like?” Jordan asked. The guy had a girlfriend back home and, by what he said, he got blowjobs very rarely. Therefore, he was one of the most grateful of Mouse’s hobby of sucking cock whenever they had a break.

“Do you want to know how it’s like to suck cock?” Mouse asked. He held the throbbing thing by the base and patted his tongue which he had stuck out as much as he could.

“Yeah, you seem to like it a lot.”

Mouse grinned. “Wanna try it?”

Jordan recoiled right away. “No way, I’m not a cocksucker.”

“Then keep your curiosity in check.” Mouse was done talking. He had a task at hand, and Jordan immediately moaned as Mouse took him deep down his throat and began moving his head fast.

One thing with Jordan was how fast he shoot. The guy was pent-up, and Mouse liked pent-up guys because they fed him nice warm cum quickly so that they didn’t risk getting caught.

He stood up and showed Jordan his tongue coated with cum. As expected, the other looked away and seemed ready to bolt. “Thanks for the cum. Now, fuck off,” Mouse said with a roll of the shoulders. He craned his neck to one side, then the other, to work out the kinks. Jordan pushed his cock back into his pants and made a run for it. “Till next time,” Mouse called after him.

He wiped the corners of his mouth carefully. It didn’t serve to be seen by the others, since too many got horny, and Mouse only had one mouth and two hands. He had been asked about giving ass, too, but nah, that wasn’t for them, as much as he missed getting a good hard dicking. That was for Kekko, and maybe Karl, as fucked up as that was. He knew that he’d see them again, one day, even if it was maybe far into the future. He had no idea.

“Roll call,” someone called out and he rushed out of the old warehouse to be present along with the others.

“What’s going on?” he asked one of the guys who were busy forming an organized line, all looking straight ahead.

“We’re getting a new commander, one captain Reynolds,” the guy to his right explained and stopped abruptly. He was a short guy, with small features, and he always made a badge of honor for himself to stay informed. Mouse debated whether the guy would want a blowjob or not for some less known deets on captain Reynolds.

“How is he? Is he going to bust our asses or something?”

“You’re talking to me now?” The guy suddenly ruffled his feathers all of a sudden. “You never talk to me.”

“Looks like I just did.” Mouse looked at the guy, taking advantage that the new commander wasn’t there just yet. “What’s your name? Michael? Mike?”

“Ryan,” the guy replied with a scowl.

“Right,” Mouse said. “How would you like a good old-fashioned suck tonight after dinner, Ryan?”

The guy seemed taken aback by the offer. “Are you making fun of me, Ahab?” He tried to push himself on his heels to seem taller.

“Nope. I never joke about blowjobs. I’m very serious about the topic, just ask anyone.”

Another scowl met his words. “Yeah, you’re blowing anyone but me.”

Mouse took a good look at the guy. He was cute and insecure. So, he slouched to one side and then tipped the guy’s chin. “I didn’t know you wanted me to.”

Ryan stared at him and blinked rapidly. Then he blushed to the tip of his ears and swatted Mouse’s hand away. “You’re making fun of me,” he decided.

Mouse chuckled. “Let’s see if you still think the same when you come down my throat tonight. Meet me by the old warehouse. What do you have to lose?”

Ryan didn’t have a chance to reply to that because the line began arranging itself with each soldier taking the mandatory stance and saluting as a man began walking down the line and observing them one by one. Mouse stood straight and allowed himself to spy by the corner of one eye, which didn’t help a lot.

Finally, the new commander stopped in front of him. “Ahab, that’s quite an unusual name.”

Mouse kept silent and just scanned the man in front of him rapidly. He had to be in his late thirties or early forties and was built like a bull. His heavyset frame met a contrast in his eyes, a light blue that seemed to irradiate heat on a weather-beaten face. Mouse wanted to look lower and see what kind of heat the man packed downstairs but didn’t have the guts. Captain Reynolds was completely bald, whether by the whim of fate, or because he didn’t like hair on his head, so Mouse only took after his dark blond eyebrows what kind of body hair he could expect.

“Not much of a talker, I see,” the captain commented and chuckled.

Mouse wanted to say something, but his chance was gone as the captain moved away and stopped in front of Ryan.

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